| Yeah, you can have it all
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| You can get the girl
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| And if you’re short
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| Be the tallest midget in the world
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| It’s your orchard, no self-torture
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| Hold head high like the guy on the new yorker
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| Though, That guy reminds me of slavery
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| I’ll let that inspire me to bravery
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| Click twitter read j smooth and be the boy
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| YouTube for reruns of Freakazoid
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| Trying not to laugh or even talk a lot
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| People try to get shit done at the coffee shop
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| Good script, man
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| Grab that oscar
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| Don’t settle for shrimp pans, have that lobster
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| But sit straight or you’ll have bad posture
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| And run into a hunchback
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| And damn that’s awkward
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| More rap advice
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| I’ll open the coffers
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| You don’t have to ask, I’ll just offer
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| Believe me I understand
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| I lost a couple battles like MC Shan
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| Now my days go according to plan
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| Powerful man, universe man
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| This is not email spam
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| Or trojan malware that eats up ram
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| Just follow step one, step two then bam
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| Powerful man, universe man
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| And it don’t cost three grand
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| You don’t have to swear an oath to goat god pan
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| Don’t need muscles or a situation tan
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| Powerful man, universe man
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| Go easy on the buffalo wings
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| Do your best to stay out of a juggalo ring
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| Bring half the intensity Mark Ruffalo brings
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| And you’ll do fine
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| A little Windex makes your school shoes shine
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| Or rock 'em all scuffed, the weird kids are artsy
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| The jocks are all tough
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| Had an x-ray and everything the doctor saw sucked
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| I still feel awesome
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| Unless I feel weird
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| I keep it confident for the sex appeal, yeah
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| And walk like a kind, a queen, if you’re a lady
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| It all comes in time
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| Like the teeth of a baby
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| Just a little bit of crying and bleeding in between
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| After ill meals there’s still appliances to clean
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| No, trash is in the blue, recycling in the green
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| Now go out there and be somebody |